It’s coming
Death
What choices do I have left beside waiting? Many, surely. But I will keep wandering around, waiting for it and make the best out of what I have left.
Siècles des « LUMIÈRES », si nous voulons vivre mieux, apprenons enfin la mort, moi qui l’ai tenue dans mes bras j’en tremble encore.
, La Nuit
Journal updates to this host mark days dedicated to fading memories.
